Imagine a cute boy rutting against you, whining and begging you to let him cum. Imagine his voice getting higher and needier, swearing to be good if you just touch him and give him what he so desperately craves.
When I tease you softly in public, just the sight of your blush and the idea of the growing moisture between your legs makes me ready to fuck you and damn the consequences
I want you to tease me slowly and gently, so that I can hardly breathe. I want to be unable to gasp or whimper. I want you to touch me in a way so teasingly torturous that I can’t even beg for more stimulation. I want to want you even more than I already do.
I want to submit to you in the worst way possible.
I love to see you squirm.